[Uros Osium Tokker]

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Nice X3 Though hope these two don’t end killing each other… Though can say someone does want to kill the other X3

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***Dbreak (Again)***

“How the fu** could I know about you?!” Yelled the Big Bro, getting as close to the girl as he could “THAT IS MY ****ING POINT!” He hissed, almost face to face with her, his eyes glittering in anger “However, now that you said that… Why so angry at what I said? Did I hit a nerve?” He chuckled with a wide grin “Was I right in those things? You don’t have any place to go or anyone to call your friend?”

He stopped grinning and now he was head to head with her. His look was dead serious, the usual friendly face or candid expression, aura, or however you want to call it, wasn’t even close to be sensed or looked at. He had none.

“THAT is pathetic” No tone, no feeling, it looked like a machine was talking “I had hoped for a second that the angst you seem to have was out of spite because any friend you had was taken away from you, that it was because someone had harmed you or had taken you from a place you would call home” Looking her straight at the eyes he showed the photo again “I have my home, these guys could take me in if they wanted and I had no place to go” Sighing, he hid it in his armor “You? You are something I never saw… A Mudokon this angry, this spiteful… this… this… I don’t have words to express it, I suppose a Glukkon or maybe a Vykker had, but I don’t” He grumbled, looking at her as a greenhorn Slig would to his first weapon in life: With amazement, fear, respect and expectation… but knowing that what he got was a rejected thing from someone else “How could I know you? WHO WOULD WANT KNOW YOU?!”